They will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them. They will plant vineyards and drink their wine; they will make gardens and eat their fruit.
That should totally be a thing, by the way. I think it would be awesome. I got home from working out this morning to find a small man awake and ready to start the day. Actually, he was snuggling in my spot in Mommy and Daddy's bed, but as soon as he heard that I… Continue reading Man Work Monday
An omelette made with farm fresh eggs, the filling is bacon from the Meishan pigs, stirfry with onions, sun-dried tomatoes, fresh basil. Bon appétit
Like Saint Paul, I boast willingly of my weakness… The ultimate gardening fail, buying tomatoes from the store in August.
Mommy canned cannellini beans, 18 1/2 pints today.  Ellie counted out 50 beans for seed for next year. This left us with 4Lbs of dry beans. Mommy pressure canned them. Enough for soup for several months.
We had a bit of an issue last winter during a particularly cold and windy rain-storm, with water seeping through the roof of the shop. We could see it soaking down the rafters on the walls (the underside of the roof is insulated and sealed with plastic) about every 3 feet or so. Going outside… Continue reading I hate shoddy work
You never can tell with Western Washington. Last year it was hot and dry through late September, this year we had a cold, rainy week in mid-August. This has played havoc with some of our delicate dry crops, particularly Adam's runner beans and our cannellini beans. We love cannelini beans, and Mommy cooks them into… Continue reading Cannellinis.
Our friend, Mr. Nicholas came to visit from Florida last weekend, and was able to come by the farm for coffee hour after Mass. the kids, especially Seppi, showed him all over the farm and all the things that have changed since the last time he was here. He’s done a bit of helping on… Continue reading Sunday Fun
Last fall when the tomatoes were coming in like it was their job, we didn’t have time to sauce them, so we put them all in the freezer. Purists will no doubt shudder to their very marrows at the thought, but hey, we do what we can. The problem is that it is another example… Continue reading A very saucy post
The acoustics on the farm are kind of funny. Sometimes you can be on the other side of the yard and yell at the top of your lungs and the kids won't hear you at all. Othertimes you can be halfway down the field and you can hear the baby laughing or crying from the… Continue reading What the farm is for
We have harvested the beets, pretty tiny haul compared to last year, but we have a backup plan. Buckwheat is taking over. It is tall and falling over into the pathways. I think this winter we are going to add t-posts every 10 feet or so along the rows so we can run twine when… Continue reading Beets in the Freezer
Little Farm in the Big City 